Tea Party I

“I suppose not all schemes work out, though,” since when I told Auster about the temple, he just groaned and handed me another duty that caused my eyes to narrow.

“Is that all you want me to do, arrange a tea party?” I question him, but he doesn't respond until I hear him nod because he seems to be preoccupied with his paperwork.

I would almost sigh as I shake my head in his office without slamming the desk.

"Do you believe this is the right time for leisure in general?" I ask again, but this time he looked away from the papers and focused on me right away. He continued to stare intently till he eventually released the papers from his grasp.

Then, as he leaned closer to me, he entwined them.

“You think I was joking when I said those, don't you?” Although I can hear his voice is curious, I don't even shudder.

I didn't even widen my eyes before I leaned in closer to him. I am aware that all he could do was s